لعل نفور الجزع يأنس بالورد
فتشكر عيني ما شكا سفحه خدي
Perhaps the aversion of grief is comforted by roses
So my eyes thank what my cheek complained of
واني وجود المستحيل وانما
تقرب آمالي إلى البعد بالبعد
And I, the existence of the impossible, yet
My hopes draw near to the far with the far
مرام نأى عني وعز مناله
فلا بعده يدني ولا قربه يجدي
The goal of my desire turned away from me and the reaching of its glory
So neither does its distance draw near nor its nearness avail
هو الحب لا يرجى أمان مخوفه
فلو لم يرعني بالنوى راع بالصد
It is love, no security is hoped for from its fear
So had the shepherd not looked after me with intent, I would have been looked after with indifference
لك الله جفنا لا يجف من البكا
وسكرة قلب لا يفيق من الوجد
For you are an eyelid that does not dry from weeping
And an intoxication of the heart that does not awaken from passion
وحياك أيام الصبا صيب الحيا
فبالعين شغل منذ بينك بالسهد
And your life in the days of youth, the prime of life
So my eye was busy since between us with yearning
زمان أنفنا السكر إلا من اللمى
وعفنا قطاف الورد إلا من الخد
A time when we breathed in nothing but the wine of union
And picked nothing but the roses of the cheek
فيا زمن اللذات هل أنت عائد
بما مر في تلك المعاهد والعهد
So oh time of pleasures, will you return
With what passed in those dwellings and covenant?
ويا جيرة شطت بهم غربة النوى
بعيش الهوى لا تخفروا ذمة الود
And oh neighbor whom estrangement of passion carried away
With the livelihood of love, do not violate the pact of affection
ويانسمات الريح من نحو ارضهم
روائح احبابي ام الشيح والرند
And oh breezes of the wind from their land
Are you the fragrances of my loved ones or musk and basil?
وما حال قلبي في رباهم فأنهم
اقام بها بعدي وطال به عهدي
And what is the state of my heart in dwelling with them for they
Remained with it after me and my covenant with it lengthened
اعاقته الحاظ الظبا بشراكها
وخلفنه لم ادر ما حاله بعدي
The gazelles hindered it with their snare
And left it, I know not what its state is after me
الا حاجب للسحر من ناظر الظبا
الا قائد للجبر من كاسر الأسد
Except an eyebrow enchanting the gazelles with its glance
Except a leader restraining fate with his lion-breaking
الا مبلغ عني الشهابي إنني
أتيت إليه أزجر الغي بالرشد
Except one conveying from me the meteor, that I
Came to him, deterring caprice with uprightness
إلى منبع العرفان والفضل والعلا
إلى مطلع الإقبال واليمن والسعد
To the spring of knowledge, merit and sublimity
To the rising place of grace, prosperity and fortune
إلى منزل البلوى على ساحة العدا
إلى موقف الجدوى على سبل الحمد
To the abode of ordeals in the field of enemies
To the position of benefit on the path of praise
إلى سيد لم تبق علياه رتبة
لراق كما لم تبق جدواه مستجدي
To a master whom no station remains
Too lofty just as no effort of his remains fruitless
وما القصد إلا الانتماء لبابه
فإن فاتني هذا فقد فاتني قصدي
And my intention is none but belonging to his court
For if I miss this then I have missed my intention
كأني إذا ما لاحظتني عيونه
بسيط المني يسري على الأمل الجعد
It's as if when his eyes observe me
My outstretched hope flows on the smooth dune
وقد آب هذا الدهر عن ترهاته
وأبدلت أيامي صفاءً عن الحقد
And this time has turned away from its delusions
And my days changed to serenity from rancor
أخا النسب السامي الذي قد تساقطت
لبهجته الأنساب صالدة الزند
Oh brother of glorious lineage which pedigrees
Have inclined towards its splendor, firm as spears
مدحتك لكن مدحي الليث بالسطا
أو البدر بالعليا أو العضب بالحد
I praised you but my praise is of the lion with eloquence
Or the full moon with sublimity or the blade with sharpness
ولو منت عمداً في مديحك مفرطا
برغمي انتحيت الصدق في ذلك العمد
And if I intentionally exceeded in praising you
In spite of me, sincerity in that intention appeared
ورت بك زند المكرمات كما خبت
بنجلك نار الكيد من ضدك الوغد
The arrows of favors revolved around you as
The fire of plots extinguished against your enemy
نجيب بدت في وجهه سمة العلا
ولاح لنا من فرقه البارق السعدي
Najeeb appeared on his face the mark of glory
And the fortunate brilliant star shone for us from his forehead
كأني به والمكرمات توارث
يجر على هام العلا فاضل البرد
It's as if I see him while favors are inherited
Pulling the reins of glory, the excellent coolness
وينشب في كبد المآثر ظفره
وهل تعدل الأشبال عن شيمة الأسد
And planting his victory in the liver of glories
And do cubs deviate from the nature of lions?
فخذها سطوراً في طروس كأنها
دبيب عذار لاح في أصدغ المرد
So take them as lines in prose as if they are
The creeping of a fawn that appeared on the cheek of a spear
أتتك بها أبكار فكر تسربلت
لفقد بياض الحظ حزنا بمسود
They came to you as the prime of thought dressed
In mourning garb for the loss of good fortune with blackness
غوت برهة حتى دعا داعي الهدى
إليك فألقت في ذراك عصا الوخد
They wandered for a time until the caller to righteousness
Called to you so they cast in your bosom the staff of resolve